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The strong heartbeat under Enna Clark’s palm was so intense that it couldn’t be ignored, even through the fabric of the clothes...
Her expression was montarily dazed, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, as if she was lost in thought.
Baron Lawrence did not forcibly wake her up.
He quietly knelt on one knee in front of her, grasping her wrist, forcing her hand onto his chest, letting her feel his heartbeat.
His pair of deep, dark hawk eyes watched every inch of her expression change, his sexy thin lips moved lightly as he said, "Enna Clark, it’s beating. It has never stopped beating."
"I told you, I won’t give you a chance for a second marriage, so everything you thought never happened. That night, I just let go of you and grabbed the broken elevator cable beside, I didn’t fall." Baron Lawrence’s hawk eyes locked tightly on her, observing her reaction with each sentence, seeing if she was listening, "Had I known you’d think so much, I wouldn’t have put an eye mask on you!"
How could he think she would imagine the scene of him falling and be so affected?
He had asked Scott Harris to prepare an eye mask, afraid she couldn’t handle the sudden light after staying in the elevator for too long. He also worried that when she was being hoisted up by the nylon rope, she might see the elevator fall and develop a psychological shadow, that was why he thought of having Scott Harris prepare an eye mask for her.
He didn’t expect that thinking it was for this woman’s own good would actually leave her with a psychological shadow!
"I was fine at that ti, nothing happened! Instead, you fainted. Enna Clark, if I really died, what are you touching now? Do ghosts have heartbeats? Can you feel the heartbeat of soone in your dream?"
The female doctor said, the patient might subconsciously treat everything they see as a dream to escape from facing what they fear.
Enna Clark was afraid to face his accident, that was why her emotional response was so intense when she first woke up.
"I rember telling you, I won’t die before you, even if I die, I’ll drag you with ! There’s absolutely no chance for you to find another man! So, I’m fine, and you’re fine too! Understand, Enna Clark."
Saying he would drag Enna Clark along if he died was just sothing he usually said to scare her.
If they were really facing a life-and-death situation, who knows what choice he would make.
But at this mont, he had to say that.
He must firmly tell her that he’s alive and well.
Enna Clark’s gaze was still hazy, and whether she registered what he was saying, she remained in her wheelchair, touching his heart, as if lost in her own thoughts.
Her palm was trembled by the strong heartbeat beneath.
So vivid and real.
The sea breeze brought the ocean’s scent in waves, and not far away ca the sounds of people laughing and playing...
These details were magnified in Enna Clark’s pupils, her fingertips suddenly trembled slightly, and her eyes turned to the man so close to her. She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say sothing.
Baron Lawrence did not hastily pressure her to speak.
Even though he wished she would speak imdiately, his tense hands were clenched into fists.
But he held back.
Trying to appear calm and composed, waiting for her to slowly adapt and speak——
It seed as if a century had passed, Enna Clark attempted several tis, her throat finally made a hoarse sound, "Baron... Lawrence."
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